Description:I wrote this during a particularly stimulating thunderstorm a while back

Thunder and Lightning -------------------------------------------

The clouds grow black, sky grows dark
Heavy rains fall
Underneath the blackened sky
Night seems to take over
Day is hidden in the darkness
Every child seeks to hide
Running from the dreary sight
All the wind is singing now
Night has come
Day is gone
Lights flash before the ringing boom
I tremble with anticipation
God-like voices fill the skies
Heavy, dark, loud and booming
Transcending my very being
Night's storm takes over
In this tumultuous state
Now is where peace transcends
Giving thought to blessed memory

A bit too descriptive in the beginning. I think you could have accomplished the same thing using fewer lines. The second part of the poem is better. By expressing your feelings you manage to explain the atmosphere much better. Keep writing, it's a dying art!